Elektra: You talk in riddles, old man.
Stick: It keeps my students alert.
Abby Miller: You really kill people for a living?
Elektra: Yeah.
Abby Miller: Why?
Elektra: It's what I'm good at.
Abby Miller: That's messed up.
Elektra: Yeah.
Elektra: You're a pain in the ass.
Abby Miller: Yeah, just like you.
Stick: Her name was Elektra. She was a warrior. She was also dead. Well, nobody's perfect. Only a warrior can come back from death and even then the second life is never quite like the first.
DeMarco: I guess it's all true. The red outfit, the knives. What happens now? You just kill me, straight out, just gulp?
Elektra Natchios: Don't worry. Death's not that bad.
DeMarco: How do you know?
Elektra Natchios: I died once.
Abby Miller: What did you tell my dad? Did you tell him I broke into your house?
Elektra: Yeah, because you did break in.
Abby Miller: Well, you didn't have to tell him. I thought you were cool.
Elektra: I'm not.
Stick: Some lessons can't be taught, Elektra. They must be lived to be understood.
Elektra: I like your bracelet, by the way. Do you know what those are? Here. They're warrior beads. They're from Indonesia. Centuries ago, you had to be the best fighter in your village to earn them.
Abby Miller: Wow. I bought 'em off eBay.
Answer: She was a gifted prodigy of martial arts.
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